Tracey throws her head back again, closes her eyes and lets out a deep moan, imagining taking the unknown owner’s sweaty balls in her mouth. All the... while, she continues to absorb and endure thrust after thrust from a sweat drenched Kyle, now more focused than ever, hammering his way to climax… Christine has already been brought to orgasm several times by Doug. She moans with ecstasy and looks up into the deep blue eyes of her handsome stud. His black, curly hair, compressed under his backwards. When I first looked into it as my own, I had been handsome. Huge, powerful, immense. Brilliant, a self-made businessman from Avenue I. A man to be reckoned with. A man with a beautiful wife, a man of great wealth.Now I was old. Shriveled. Tiny. Weak. Unable to walk well. In great pain. The money has been running out. I was a shadow of all I had been.I left the bathroom, shutting the door so firmly, the window wanted to break. But it didn't. I clumped my way clumsily to the elevator, and opened. She stopped dating after she broke up with her last boyfriend after she caught him making out with another girl. She started to believe all guys were the same and decided to take a break. But that was two years ago and now she was ready to get back into it.Abbey picked up her cellphone and dialed the numbers on the cover of her notebook. Pushing send she listened to the phone ring three times before he answered. Billy told her he was glad she had called. He had been thinking about her all night. I drove on the interstate until it ended, five minutes before hitting the northern part of Mexico, and turned towards home. I was only about three miles from the front door of my childhood home when I heard the sirens behind me. Cursing softly under my breath, I pulled over. I was just my luck to have gotten so far without mishap only to be thrown into prison by a traffic cop because I was unable to drive under the speed limit. The cop sat a couple of minutes in his car, running the license.